With severed hands and feet, a face marred by glass shards, and blood flowing freely, Russo looked downright miserable.

“Mr. Linden! This matter is complicated. You must take this guy down right away!” Russo yelled.

“Release Mr. Vern, or I’ll blow you to bits!” warned Aster with a fierce edge to his voice.

“Where’s Lisa?” Dustin spoke coldly.

His expression remained unchanged.

“Who the heck is Lisa? I’ve never heard of her. I command you to release him, or I’ll spray you!”

Aster pressed back on the gun, the bullets loading with a metallic click.

“Mr. Linden! This thing has serious firepower. Be careful not to hit me accidentally.”

Russo’s eyes widened in fear.

or the great equalizer. One shot unleashed hundreds of steel balls with immense power and

assured. My marksmanship is precise. I guarantee you won’t get

Aster exuded confidence.

“Marksmanship?”

twitched, momentarily at a loss for

hold a gun steadily. He felt that anything Aster could hit would depend entirely on luck. He thought that if the sprayer missed, Aster might as well gouge out

one last time, where’s

Russo by the throat. His

in the basement of the assembly

downward as his face turned

basement and

Dustin’s voice was stern.

just order us around? Who do you think you

glared, his

“Irritating!”

cold as he

as if colliding with a truck. He crashed heavily into the wall. Blood sprayed from his mouth and nose, and he wailed

left everyone in shock. No one could quite grasp what had just happened. They had only witnessed Dustin raising his hand,

curled up on

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